I rolled my eyes.
âYou havenât seen werewolves in so long.
Donât you remember what matters? If I donât go back with Andrew, what happens to Abby? Do you want her to cry non-stop?â
Ivy was speechless.
As we approached downtown, the usual noise and activity came through the window.
I was worried about my daughterâs safety when Andrew, who had been quiet until now, said, âDebra, Iâm sorry.
â
He wouldnât meet my eyes, his voice full of regret.
âActually, Abby is behaving really well.
She didnât cry.
I lied to you earlier.
Iâm very sorry.
â
I was shocked and confused.
âWhy would you lie to me? I donât understand.
â
I always thought Andrew was honest, which was why I had trusted him immediately, without any doubts.
He didnât hide his reasons.
Taking a deep breath, Andrew admitted openly, âItâs because of the man named Caleb.
â
âWhat? I was still baffled.
âWhy?â
From where I stood, Caleb was undoubtedly strong, but Andrew wasnât someone to be underestimated either.
Predicting a victor between them was a tough call, and fortunately, there was no need for conflict since they werenât enemies.
Andrew began to clarify, âItâs clear Caleb knows you and has some connection to you, But with Shirley around earlier, I was concerned that our story about you being my fiancee would crumble.
If that happened, all my efforts would be for nothing, and Iâd be cornered with no way to avoid marrying Shirley.
â
He sighed before continuing, âI really didnât see any other way out, Debra.
I hope you can understand.
â
It didnât feel fair to hold a grudge against him after hearing his side.
Ivy expressed her discontent.
âEven so, misleading us about Abbyâs safety isnât right.
You were so harsh to Caleb earlier.
â
Feeling a sense of resignation, I shrugged.
âI didnât see any other option.
After all, Andrew did save our lives, and he had a legitimate reason for his deception.
â
Outside, the cityâs neon lights flickered across the car windows.
I watched them, deep in thought, haunted by the image of Calebâs disappointed and shocked expression.
If he truly were my husband, he would probably be very let down by me.
After a prolonged silence filled with heavy thoughts, I finally voiced another concern.
âMr.
Pierce, with everything going on, have you caught any new updates about the other world?â
Andrew answered cautiously, âWe donât have all the details yet.
Weâre just bracing ourselves for whatâs to come.
From what I gather, werewolves and half-blood witches live in the other world.
Werewolves rule the world.
â
âWerewolves?â
Somehow, I couldnât help thinking of the man just now.
âWas that manâ¦â
Andrew seemed to anticipate my question.
He cut me off, saying, âIf Iâm not wrong, that impressive man we just saw could be a werewolf from that world.
â
I nodded and asked, âDo you know anything else that might help?â